Several doctors were very busy, and even the deputy dean was invited out, and then Qin Huairu was rescued.
After pushing Qin Huairu out of the emergency room, the attending doctor told the family members very seriously: "The patient is not completely out of danger yet, so he cannot be stimulated anymore."
"We're not out of danger yet! How much did this cost?" Looking at her daughter-in-law on the hospital bed and thinking of the money, Ms. Jia Zhang looked dissatisfied.
As soon as these words came out, when the doctor saw the Jia family again, his eyes became more attentive.
Jia Dongxu saw what the doctor wanted to express in his eyes. His face turned red, and he pulled his mother beside him who wanted to continue talking, and promised the doctor that he would not irritate the patient again.
After the doctor left, Mrs. Jia Zhang said with some dissatisfaction: "What did you do to me just now?"
"Mom, aren't you embarrassed enough?" Jia Dongxu couldn't help shouting.
"It's embarrassing, there's nothing to be ashamed of. It's obvious that these doctors are incapable of doing this, otherwise..."
Seeing that the doctor who had left seemed to have heard something, Jia Dongxu hurriedly covered his mother's mouth, lowered his voice in her ear and said, "Mom, please stop talking. I have to rely on other doctors to save my life."
Mrs. Jia Zhang was a little dissatisfied, but thinking of her eldest grandson lying on the hospital bed, she was worried that if she really offended the doctor, the doctor would take revenge on her eldest grandson, so she swallowed back everything she wanted to say.
With the all-out rescue efforts of a group of experienced and highly skilled doctors, the baby is steadily breaking free from the shadow of death step by step, gradually showing signs of vitality, and is getting better and better.
What is also gratifying is that although Bangge's condition is special and complicated, and the specific root cause has not yet been diagnosed, he is slowly getting better with the efforts of doctors.
Finally, with the doctor's permission, Qin Huairu and her children could be discharged from the hospital in two days.
Just when everything seemed to be going for the best, a dispute broke out within the Jia family.
"Mom, where is the money at home?"
Jia Dongxu took the payment slip and asked in a low voice.
Ms. Jia Zhang looked guilty. She didn't know when her family's money was spent.
Jia Dongxu was so angry that he couldn't do anything to his mother, so he could only lower his voice and continue to ask: "Give me the compensation."
Jia Zhang opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
Jia Dongxu looked at her suspiciously, with a distorted and disbelieving expression on his face: "Mom, you won't spend all the compensation, right?"
"I...I..." Mrs. Jia Zhang hesitated for a long time, unable to say a complete sentence.
Jia Dongxu's nose was almost filled with smoke. He was breathing heavily, as if he was going to faint in the next second.
"As for the betrothal gift given to you by the Man family, you give it to me first, and I will pay the medical expenses first. When you hold a banquet, I will find a way to collect it for you."
After saying that, Jia Dongxu looked at his mother in disbelief, who was even more guilty than before: "Isn't this money gone?"
"Yes...no...I don't..." Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't know what she was talking about.
She didn't expect that she had spent so much money during this period.
"How much money is left at home? Give it to me first!" Jia Dongxu already had a bad premonition in his heart, but he still said with the last glimmer of hope.
"There are thirty-six more." Jia Zhang said as she took out the remaining money from her pocket.
Jia Dongxu grabbed the remaining money, counted it again and again, and finally said with a despairing look: "It has only been a few days, and there is only thirty-six of so much money left. Where did you spend so much money?"
Jia Zhang didn't say anything, but Jia Dongxu had a vague suspicion in his mind.
He stared at his mother with wide eyes: "You didn't spend all your money on that old goddess, did you?"
Seeing that his own mother was like a pea in an iron bowl, unable to be boiled, hammered, and refusing to speak, what else could Jia Dongxu not understand?
"Mom, how could you do this!"
However, even if Jia Dongxu hates it so much, he can only leave it like this.
He first paid 30 yuan for the medical expenses of his wife, son and daughter, and asked the hospital to give him a few days' grace for the rest, and he would find a way to collect it.
The hospital is not afraid of Jia Dongxu defaulting on his bill. After all, he is a worker at the Red Star Rolling Mill anyway. If he fails to pay his medical bills, the hospital can directly contact their factory and deduct his wages directly. When the deduction is enough, it will end.
Jia Dongxu also knew this, so he had no intention of evading the fee.
He didn't have any money, so he took advantage of everyone in the courtyard. It was inconvenient for him to come forward, so he took action by poking at his mother.
Jia and Zhang went door to door begging everyone for help, and everyone was put on the moral high ground. They had no choice but to hold their noses and donate to the Jia family.
However, without the elder's bias, the atmosphere in the courtyard has improved a lot. Even if everyone donates, it is within the acceptable range. It is not like in the original drama, where they are coerced and have no choice. In order not to be embarrassed,
You can only donate as much as others donate.
Naturally, the results of such donations would not satisfy Mr. Jia and Zhang.
She didn't know where she heard about the cause of her daughter-in-law's accident that day. As soon as she got home, she ran to the houses where she had gossiped that day and made a scene.
These families are really guilty, and they are afraid that Jia and Zhang will really make a fuss, and everyone will be embarrassed together.
Several families had no choice but to pay five yuan each, which finally solved the problem.
Early that morning, Qin Huairu held his little girl in his arms, Jia Dongxu carried his eldest son on his back, and Jia Zhang held his bundle, and the family walked in from the gate.
Watching them come in, the third aunt in the courtyard, one of the few who could still talk to the Jia family, forced out a smile and asked with concern: "We're back! Are the two children okay?"
Not saying it was okay, but as soon as she mentioned Jia Zhang, the corners of her eyes began to turn red, and she cried to the third aunt about how much the eldest grandson suffered this time, how pitiful the younger granddaughter was, how much the daughter-in-law suffered this time, how much blood was shed...
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The third aunt was stunned by her painful cry, and she couldn't help but murmur in her heart.
When did her relationship with Jia Zhang become so good?
She just asked casually, what's the use of complaining to her.
Suddenly, the third aunt felt a little more vigilant.
Could it be that Mrs. Jia Zhang still wants her to donate money? It's impossible. Last time, her man was tricked by the second uncle and was forced to donate 50 cents. She already felt very distressed. What should I say this time?
I can no longer donate.
The third aunt was thinking in her mind while having a fight with Jia Zhang.
When she heard Mrs. Jia Zhang talking about how her daughter-in-law had suffered a serious crime this time, that she had no milk at all and could not buy milk powder, and that her little granddaughter was crying from hunger, the third aunt's heart was already racing.
